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Rains!! What's so special about the drops falling from above?

I keep wondering all the time. Honestly, to the extent of sounding cynical, I don't like getting drenched in rain, neither am I interested in the conventional chai and pakodas. I would rather be indoors, make a cuppa coffee, and put my feet up. You guys thinking I am the only silly soul to be thinking like this? Nope, there are few more 'silly' people like me. 

Rains are refreshing for sure, especially after a prolonged heat wave and a terribly dusty summer in Delhi. But, come on guys, it has to stop also. 

A neighbour remarked, "Wow!! Rains...so romantic, sigh!" And I kept thinking romantic???? Please, dirty, muddy roads, chaotic traffic, non functional traffic signals, the bedrooms get converted into dhobi ghats, the damp smell on clothes..yuck!!! I couldn't dare to voice my negative thoughts in front of people who were actually looking at rains wearing rose tinted glasses.

All said and done, there is something refreshing about rains, maybe the purity the showers bring, the smell of the earth especially while they wash off the dust from the ground, the first love (thanks to bollywood's over dose of lovers singing and dancing in the rain ;/). It cleanses us, cleanses the surrounding, cools the earth, the air,relieves us from the heat.

I came across this quote, "If you want a rainbow, you have to put up with the rain", it's also a metaphor. When we see that beautiful rainbow, we forget the rain, just like how we forget the bad instances, when something good happens. 

But, I will still not get drenched in the rain!! 

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